After leaving the Poison Hall branch, Zhang Xing was targeted by the assassin group as soon as he entered the territory of Bai De Empire.
One man and five dragons swaggered down the street. They were especially conspicuous. There was a dark-skinned large man, a smiling white-clothed martial artist, a shifty-eyed green-clothed Jin Bao, a masked and elegant Wen Jing, a sallow-skinned Dragon Fifth, and a clever child who was trembling all over. It was hard for them not to attract attention.
They didn't care about being followed. Dragon Fifth was talking to Zhang Xing about the poison.
He didn't have the time to ask about the fate of the vice leader of the assassin group. Dragon Fifth said that none of them survived.
Zhang Xing knew about Dragon Fifth's ability, but he was still curious about it.
"Dragon Fifth, you said that you disintegrated them into air with just a fart?"
Zhang Xing didn't hear any sound from the fart, so he asked curiously.
"Boss, I can control the poison I release. As long as I want, I can release poison gas from any part of my body."
Dragon Fifth said proudly.
"Oh?
You have such a powerful ability? "
"Then you can only release one type of poison?"
Zhang Xing hadn't done any research on the Poison Dragon, so he didn't know how the poison gas was produced.
According to the knowledge stored in his previous life, poisonous creatures usually had a venomous centipede in their body. After the poison was produced, it would enter their teeth through the venom glands. Then, they would inject the poison into their teeth when biting their prey.
But now, it seemed that the Poison Dragon was of a higher level.
"Boss, I can release more than ten different types of poison. It's mainly through the different organs in my body."
Dragon Fifth explained.
With that, Zhang Xing understood a little. In other words, the organs in the Poison Dragon's body were the source of different types of poison. He only needed to use his divine sense to control the poison.
Hehe!
He didn't know what level the Poison Dragon was a poison master, but he estimated that it should be at least level 4.
This was a conclusion based on the level of the other guilds. It was just a rough guess.
Although Dragon Fifth was only at level 5, his strength wasn't any weaker than Black Treasure and the others. Killing a High Level Combat Emperor with poison was a piece of cake for him. He had more confidence in dealing with the assassin group hidden in the dark.
It was very annoying to be stared at every day. It was a pity that he couldn't find their nest and uproot them all. He could only kill them one by one and kill them all if they came in groups.
He wanted to kill them until they were terrified. He wanted to kill them until they thought of committing suicide whenever they heard the name Zhang Xing!
Behind him was a fortune-teller who pretended to be blind, who had been following him since he entered the city. There was also a couple, two peddlers, and a wealthy lady who was shopping …
Within an hour, he had discovered that there were no less than sixty or seventy people following him.
One could imagine how large the assassin organization was. There were all kinds of people in it.
Zhang Xing even suspected that many of the students and instructors from the various academies had joined them.
Not to mention the number of assassins responsible for the assassination, just from these spies, the intelligence of the assassin group must be one of the best on this continent.
To be able to support such a large scale organization, the first thing was money. Without money, there was nothing to talk about.
It seemed that he had underestimated this organization. This kind of organization structure was comparable to the military secret service in the history of his previous life!
Thinking of this, Zhang Xing was even more certain of his guess.
The dead vice-captain was only equivalent to the president of the Pharmacist Branch.
There were still many higher-ups in the assassin group. Those people were his strongest enemies!
However, he didn't have time to play with them. If he continued to be entangled with them, he wouldn't be able to reach the Light Temple even if he spent two or three years.